A Mattel spokesperson, speaking about a recent recall of almost a million toys, chose some poor wording:
She said she did not know what other toys might have been made at the facility for other companies, but that the company felt it was important for competitors to have the information.
"We do not consider safety to be a competitive advantage," she said.
Tuesday night, thanks to Chicagoist, I went to the grand opening of an organic grocery store, Sunflower Market, that is new to Chicago. It was nice and clean and ... who cares -- in the supplements aisle, I saw none other than Franco Harris!
I definitely wanted to say hi, but he was surrounded by some other guys talking to him. Then I thought to myself, "I really don't know a good way to butt in ... but Rachelle will!" Just kidding, CP. In truth, I realized she had a camera with her, so I ran around the store looking for her. She's from Wisconsin, so I found her by the cheese. She tells this next part of the story pretty well.
So it was super cool. I told him that even though we only lived in Pittsburgh for a few years, my dad and I have remained fans ever since, and I think that made him smile a little. And Rachelle's from Wisconsin, so she said she's a Packers fan (how totally uncool was that?), and he called her a Cheesehead. And she introduced herself with "I like that famous play you were in." Sure, CP, like he doesn't hear that everywhere he goes! ;-)
The man owns a bakery now, and he says he eats organic whenever he can. No wonder he looks so healthy! I'm gonna go back to the Sunflower Market and get me some Franco Harris bread!
My only regret is forgetting to ask him to autograph my grocery list. "eggs ... bread ... Franco Harris #32 ... milk"
This morning I was watering the plants in the front, and I heard a roaring engine. I looked up to see a woman yammering into her cell phone while speeding in a dark green SUV (Ford Explorer?) down our lovely quiet tree-lined residential street. And I thought to myself, "man, she is driving way too fast."
And boom, immediately a police car turns onto our street and blips its siren and lights. Pulls her over at the end of the block.
It was sweet. I guess she didn't know that there's a police station 2 blocks away and that police cars are always driving around our neighborhood.
Hello, this is just a test!

on The Future Is Now